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As for younger siblings, they are naturally only needed when they are useful, and discarded when they are no longer needed.

As the only two young dragons among many, and in the icy wilderness that was extremely disadvantageous to them, Sistana and Kalp were at a loss. Upon hearing Thor's call, they ran over without thinking.

When he got closer, he realized that he had been used as free labor. After weighing the options, he had no choice but to let Thor do as he pleased.

Although this elder brother is greedy, tyrannical, and untrustworthy, at least for now, he can provide them with a little bit of protection.

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Three days passed in the blink of an eye, and Thor's cave was basically completed.

This damned glacial area, even if you dig more than ten meters deep, it's still all hard permafrost, without a trace of geothermal activity.

The only good news during this time was that the half-dragons and half-orcs in the camp would provide free food for the young dragons, so they wouldn't have to go through the trouble of hunting for themselves.

However, this was inevitable. In such a frozen wasteland, it was a problem for the young dragons to even fill their stomachs, let alone have the energy to attack the glacier dwarves in the mines.

Around noon on the third day, Leilia, who had disappeared for some time, finally emerged from the tent again.

She glanced at the sun high in the sky with her amber eyes, raised her long neck high, and let out a roar that sounded like electricity.

"You idiots! Time to get to work!"

A tremendous sound wave echoed through the coniferous forest, shaking the loose snow on the branches and causing it to fall in a soft rustling sound.

Thor, who was lying lazily in the embers of the charcoal fire, reluctantly rolled over, his long, powerful tail swishing as he crawled down the long slope towards the cave entrance.

Hearing the commotion, Sistana and Kalp, who were standing nearby, quickly followed behind, already determined not to leave Thor no matter what.

The moment he stepped out of the cave, a biting wind rushed towards him. The drastic temperature difference made Thor grimace, and he forced himself to resist the urge to crawl back into the cave before walking up to Leilia.

Soon, the other young dragons also emerged one after another from various places around the camp. Most of them, like Thor, chose to dig holes and hide, while the white dragons simply slept in the open snowdrifts.

Leilia glanced at the young dragons gathered in front of her and nodded in satisfaction when she saw that none of them were missing.

With her wings spread wide like a pterosaur, she flew silently toward the leafy forest ahead, followed closely by more than twenty young dragons. Meanwhile, the army in the camp, a mix of dragonborn, orcs, and kobolds, ran forward on the ground.

If you look down at this canyon hidden between two mountains from a high place, you will find that its shape is very similar to an open eye, wide in the middle and narrow on both sides, with the coniferous forest in the center resembling a pure white pupil.

After Thor and his companions crossed the forecourt, the mountain walls on both sides began to narrow again, and the width of the canyon continued to shrink until only a bottomless crack remained.

Leilia stopped on a protruding boulder in front of the crevice, turned around to look at the young dragon behind her, and revealed a slightly ferocious smile.

"We've arrived. Now it's your turn to shine. All dragons, come before me. Don't even think about trying to escape. I'm going to mark you."

As the first blue dragon hatchling flew to Leilia, she stretched out a claw and pointed forward. A dazzling bolt of lightning flashed, instantly leaving a radiating lightning pattern on the hatchling's chest.

After doing all this, Leilia waved her claws, and the blue dragon hatchling flew to the side on its own, followed by another one flying up.

One by one, the young dragons were marked. When it was Thor's turn, he felt a sudden sharp pain in his chest, followed by a strange magical force swirling around his chest.

This magic is like a huge net, existing not only on the scales and skin, but also penetrating deep into the muscles. Even if you tear off the entire chest, you cannot completely eradicate it.

No wonder this blue dragon dared to let these young dragons crawl into the crevice; it turns out it had a way of locating them.

It's just unknown whether this mark is some kind of magic or a spell-like ability, how long it lasts, and how large its range is.

Marking more than twenty young dragons with magic in succession was a considerable drain on Leilia, a young blue dragon.

Her expression was visibly much more listless, and the azure scales on her body had dimmed somewhat.

She regained her composure only after the Blue Dragon Clan's army arrived, and roared in a high-pitched voice.

"Brave warriors! It's time to prove your worth! Go into the crevice behind me, slaughter every glacier dwarf you see, and bring back all their treasure!"

The troops below immediately cheered and roared with excitement, while the young dragons looked as if their mothers had died.

There is nothing more distressing for them than plundering treasures for other dragons.

To prevent the young dragons from hiding in some corner after entering the crevice and not putting in any effort, Leilia mixed them with the familiar army and divided them into small teams.

Each young dragon was accompanied by about ten followers, and Thor, Sistana, and Kalp quickly amassed nearly thirty followers.

Most of them were orcs, some were kobolds, and there was only one dragonborn.

What all the young dragons found hard to accept was that the dominant force in these groups was not them, but the dragonborn.

Clearly, in Stormfang and Leilia's hearts, these young dragons were far less trustworthy than the dragonborn, which explains why the dragonborn initially ignored Verix's orders.

Legions of dependents and young dragons began to enter the enormous crevice one by one. As they moved forward, the rocks on both sides continued to squeeze towards the center, making the path narrower and narrower.

Before long, the crack, which was originally more than ten meters wide, was reduced to a thin line less than three meters wide, and the ground beneath our feet began to tilt downwards, as if it were going deeper into the ground.

After some time, even the sunlight shining down from above was completely blocked by the rocks, and the surroundings were dark, with only the howling wind in one's ears.

Fortunately, whether they are true dragons, dragonborn, orcs, or kobolds, they all have good dark vision, so they are not completely blind.

As if things had reached their extreme and then reversed, after continuing to descend for a while, the rock walls on both sides actually widened.

At the end of this fissure, there was a huge cavern, with stalagmites hanging down from above. Thor's wing-like outer ears twitched, as if he heard a faint knocking sound.

(Could you all please be patient with me? This is related to my outline.)

If a situation truly arises where someone else benefits from the scheme, then you can criticize them later.